vstars Chapter 920: Encirclement of Hiroshima
Chapter 920: Encirclement of Hiroshima
On November 17, the first rays of dawn had not yet completely dispelled the severe winter cold, and the Hiroshima area was already tightly embraced by a sudden snowstorm. The cold wind was like a knife, wantonly shuttling through the empty streets and sparse trees, making bursts of shrill whistles, as if it was nature's whisper that this land was about to undergo a drastic change.
In the sky, goose-feather-like snowflakes fluttered endlessly, lightly and resolutely, and soon the whole world was dressed up as a fairyland covered in silver. However, under this tranquility and beauty, there were hidden tensions and crises that were unknown to people.
The snow on the streets was ankle-deep, and every step seemed extremely difficult, but even so, it could not stop the advance of the two steel torrents - the Skeleton Division and the Revitalization Division.
The Death's Head Division was renowned for its ruthlessness and invincibility. Their soldiers wore black combat uniforms, steel helmets, and had hideous skull patterns painted on their faces. They were looming in the snow, like messengers from hell, advancing from east to west with unstoppable force.
The Revitalization Division was known for its high morale and tenacious perseverance. Dressed in uniform green camouflage uniforms that contrasted sharply with the snow, they approached the city of Hiroshima from west to east with an equally unstoppable momentum.
As the two armies approached, Hiroshima was gradually enveloped in a depressing and tense atmosphere.
The villagers hid in their warm homes, peeking through the cracks in the windows at the world outside that was baptized by wind, snow and war. In their hearts, they had fear of the unknown and desire for peace, but more importantly, they had endless speculation about the upcoming decisive battle.
Finally, at noon, the SS Division and the Revitalization Division completed the encirclement at the north and south ends of Hiroshima City, locking this once prosperous city tightly in their encirclement.
In seven days, the Death's Head Division and the Revitalization Division were like two sharp scissors, accurately and quickly cutting off Hiroshima's connection with the outside world. The Death's Head Division moved from south to north like an unstoppable black torrent, and wherever it passed, the three cities of Yoshiwa, Misato, and Kake fell one after another. Its fierce momentum frightened the enemy.
The Revitalization Division adopted a more flexible tactic. They cleverly bypassed the main urban area of Hiroshima and rushed westward. Cities such as Jinishi, Kono, Fukuyama, and Michio fell into their hands one by one, and finally formed a perfect encirclement with the Skull Division on the west side of Hiroshima.
As war clouds gather in Hiroshima, the air is filled with a sense of oppression and tension. This city, once known for its prosperity and beauty, has now become a safe haven for millions of Fuso people. A large number of people who have migrated from other war-torn cities are crowded in makeshift shelters, living in extremely difficult conditions. Simple tents and dilapidated wooden houses are swaying in the cold wind, as if they will be swallowed up by the coming storm at any time.
As the war escalated, the people became more and more excited. Some of them lost their loved ones, some lost their homes, and the fear and anxiety about the future hung over everyone's heart like a shadow. Finally, on a snowy afternoon, a large number of people spontaneously gathered in front of the Municipal Center Building and launched a massive parade.
Seeing this, municipal officials rushed out of the building, sweating and anxious, holding loudspeakers tightly in their hands, trying to calm the public. However, facing the surging parade, their voices seemed so weak.
"Please stay calm! We will do our best to protect your safety!" A middle-aged official stood on the steps and shouted at the top of his lungs. But his voice was soon drowned out by the noise of the crowd.
"We want peace! Not war!" A young woman in the crowd spoke in a loud and firm voice. She waved a sign in her hand and led everyone in shouting slogans.
"We want food! We want shelter!" Another old man raised his hands tremblingly, his voice full of helplessness and despair.
"The government must give us an explanation!" More and more people joined the march. Their emotions became more and more excited, and their slogans rose one after another, resounding through the sky.
Municipal officials looked at each other, knowing how difficult the situation was. But they had to continue working hard to calm the turmoil.
"Please believe us, the government is actively coordinating resources from all parties to ensure that everyone's basic living needs are met." An elderly official stood up, his voice steady and powerful, trying to bring a glimmer of hope to the people.
However, the anger of the people cannot be quelled overnight. Many of them have lost too much, and the uncertainty about the future makes them unable to rest assured. The march lasted for several hours until night fell and the cold wind became more biting. Some people gradually dispersed in exhaustion and cold. But this march undoubtedly sounded the alarm for the municipal authorities, reminding them that they must work harder to deal with this crisis and protect every citizen in Hiroshima.
In a sturdy building in Hiroshima City, the joint command center of the Hiroyasu Division, Hishiyama Division and Aki Division was brightly lit, and a tense and solemn atmosphere permeated every corner.
This is the last line of defense guarding Hiroshima, and the commander-in-chief, Tachibana Ueki, the tall and straight general, is standing in the center of the spacious conference room, facing dozens of stern-faced commanders, conducting the final general mobilization.
"My fellow comrades!" Tachibana Ueki's voice resounded throughout the room, filled with endless loyalty to the Emperor. "Today, we stand here not for our own selfishness, but for the millions of Fuso people behind us, for the land that nurtured us, and even more for the supreme Emperor!"
He paused for a moment, his eyes piercing as he scanned everyone present, and continued, "The horn of war has been sounded, and the enemy is closing in step by step, but please remember, we are carrying not only cold weapons, but also the hope and future of Hiroshima. We must let the enemy know that even in desperate situations, the warriors of Fuso will never give up easily!"
"The Hirayama Division, the Aki Division, and the Hiroyasu Division, our three armies will form an impenetrable defense. I demand that every soldier must show 200% courage and determination to defend Hiroshima to the death for the glory of the Emperor and the survival of the country!"
At this time, a young commander stood up and looked at Tachibana Ueki with a firm gaze: "Commander-in-Chief, we will never let you down, nor will we let the people of Hiroshima down. Please believe that we will defend this land with our lives until the last moment!"
Other commanders also expressed their opinions, and their voices combined into an unstoppable force that resounded throughout the headquarters.